What natal magic weapon?"

The Netherworld, who was also in the City Lord's Mansion, was a little stunned when he heard someone call him by name, he didn't remember any grudges with the monks of the Abyss Realm.

Before he could think of anything, the master of the Xianmen Sect and a few other bigwigs had already appeared in front of him, with a little joy on their expressions.

"Nether, have you fought with the monks of the Abyss Realm? Listening to the tone of the female cultivator, she seems to be going to participate in this covenant battle, she didn't participate in the previous challenge, it is estimated that it is one of the hole cards of the Abyss Realm, tell me, what are the characteristics of this person?"

Faced with the inquiry of the master of the Immortal Gate, the dark shadow said blankly: "I don't remember fighting with her. ”

"When you fought her, she shouldn't have revealed the identity of the Abyss Realm monk, you just need to think about whether you have robbed a female cultivator of her natal magic weapon in the past two years. ”

The Immortal Gate Master reminded.

Hearing this, Netherworld began to recall carefully, and at this time, he also had some doubts that he had fought with the female cultivator of the Abyss Realm.

......

Ziyue's voice was not disguised, and many monks in the Evil God City also heard this, and couldn't help but look at the Netherworld with admiration.

"I didn't expect that Lord Netherworld would defeat the female cultivator of the Abyss Realm, and even robbed the other party's natal magic weapon, it seems that our True Spirit Realm is still very powerful. ”

"Yes, some time ago, several Tianjiao in the Southern and Eastern Regions were defeated one after another, maybe it was really as rumored that it was because the Sect Master of the Abyss Sect was present, so they didn't dare to do their best. ”

"Heh, several super sects have been standing in the True Spirit Realm for so many years, if you are not sure, how dare you make such a big noise?"

......

Millions of monks talked about it, and soon the prestige of the Netherworld surpassed that of Qionghua Fairy, and the faint true spirit world had the posture of the first day.

It can't be helped, sometimes the approval of the opponent carries more weight than the approval of one's own people.

After the Abyss Sect and his party arrived, they were stationed in the Evil God City, and no one dared to approach the place where they were stationed for a kilometer.

However, the monks of the Abyss Sect were very open, and some even took the initiative to come out and visit the shops in the Evil God City.

Seeing that the Abyss Realm monks were not much different from them, the True Spirit Realm monks gradually relaxed their vigilance, and after two days, the Abyss Realm monks appeared in the city, and they would no longer attract the attention of too many monks.

On this day, the time was gradually approaching noon, and the huge platform in the middle of the Evil God City was empty.

This platform is the place where the disciples of the Evil God Temple usually gather, called the Evil God Terrace, and the area is no less than the huge square where the millions of town underworld troops of the True Spirit City gathered.

And this battle was held on the evil god platform that occupied a radius of dozens of miles.

At this time, several extremely strong formations had been laid around the Evil God Terrace, not to mention a few Tribulation Monks fighting inside, even if the two Mahayana were fighting inside, they couldn't shake these formations.

Outside the big array, there were groups of monks, but fortunately, the evil god platform was very huge, and the monks' five senses were also extremely amazing, so although there were millions of people watching, it didn't seem very crowded.

After waiting for a while, a black-robed old man appeared on the evil god platform.

This old man was dressed in the costume of an elder of the Evil God Temple, his expression was a little gloomy, and his body exuded a sinister aura, as soon as he appeared, the entire area around the Shenglong Platform fell silent.

This person's nickname is Yin Sheng, he is the Mahayana elder of the Evil God Temple, and he is also the junior disciple of the previous Evil God Temple Master, he is tyrannical and murderous, and he has cultivated so far, and countless monks have died in his hands, and his reputation has been spread in the True Spirit Realm for 20,000 years, and he is one of the few people who the Evil God Temple cannot provoke.

"Jie Ji, since the location of this battle is set on the territory of our Evil God Temple, then the old man will control the whole field on this side of the True Spirit Realm to avoid some controversial things. ”

The Yin Saint Monster laughed twice and said, seeing that many monks around him had different colors on their faces, he added another sentence.

"The so-called control of the whole field, is not to save anyone's life, this battle, in addition to not borrowing the power of others, there are not too many complicated rules, one side falls or takes the initiative to admit defeat is considered an end.

After the end, the second battle will be held immediately after half an hour, and the five battles will be held today, and the remaining five battles will be held tomorrow. ”

After he said this, another person appeared on the evil god platform.

This is a middle-aged monk, dressed in white, and handsome.

"In Xia Yuan Bai, it represents the Abyss Sect and the Yin Saint Daoist friends on this evil god platform to prevent some accidents from happening. ”

Looking at the white-clothed middle-aged monk not far away, the Yin Saint's pupils shrank, and at the same time, a strong coercion unconsciously enveloped the other party.

However, the coercion fell on the other party, and it had no effect at all, and Yuan Bai was still smiling.

Obviously, this Yuanbai is also a Mahayana monk, and his cultivation is not weaker than him.

"It's almost time, what is the relationship between this victory and defeat, you and I and all the monks present know it, and I don't want to introduce it more, now, let's start the battle. ”

Yin Shengyin glanced at Yuan Bai with compassion, and said in a hoarse voice.

Yuan Bai was silent when he heard this, just quietly looking at the Yin Saint, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

Both sides are waiting for the other party to send someone on the field first, and then make a target.

Chen Shen, who was watching on the edge of the Evil God Terrace, couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this scene.

The stakes in this battle are so great that both sides want to fight for any small advantage, and these two Mahayana monks won't fight first because of this, right?

Behind him, the friends who usually cultivated in the Yin-Yang Palace also had a hard time today, Yuan Qingtian saw the two Mahayana monks staring dryly, and couldn't help but complain: "These people are really, fighting and grinding, not as happy as we were at the beginning." ”

"What do you know, this battle is related to the future direction of the two great worlds, no matter how cautious you are, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful! Do you think you're playing for the one acre and three points of land in the Nether Realm?"

On the side, Zhou Renlong patted his head and scolded.

"One acre and three points of land, as if you didn't grab it......"

Yuan Qingtian muttered in a low voice, he had been cultivating in the Yin Yang Palace for many years, coupled with the unlimited supply of resources, and now his cultivation had reached the early stage of integration, not inferior to Zhou Renlong, so he was not very afraid of this previous sect master.

Chen Shen ignored the whispered discussions of a group of friends behind him, and his attention was all on the two Mahayana monks on the stage.

Don't look at Yin Shengyuan Bai and the two of them standing still, and there is no momentum to burst out, but at this time, the two are really fighting.

The battle is for potential, which is a mysterious and mysterious thing, in other words, in plain language, it is thicker than whose face is thicker, and who can't help but speak first.

You must know that there are millions of monks around you, and with so many pairs of eyes and so many divine senses, it is really a skill to be able to keep your mind calm all the time.

But after all, both of them are Mahayana, and their state of mind attainments can be imagined, and now even if they stand still for half a day, it is not impossible.

OK...... The two of them didn't really stand for a long time, and a quarter of an hour later, the Abyss Sect Yuanbai took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Since we are fighting on the realm of the True Spirit Realm, then it is better to respect the host, not to mention, our Abyss Sect actually doesn't care about these small details.

Yuanqian, come up. ”

After Yuan Bai finished speaking, a tall young man from the Abyss Sect ascended the Evil God Platform.

This tall young man has some resemblance to Yuanbai between his eyebrows and eyes, and he seems to be Yuanbai's junior.

Facing the millions of monks around him, Yuan Qian's expression was calm, and his eyes looked directly at the Yin Saint in the distance, and he did not have the slightest fear.

Yin Sheng's expression became a little more solemn when he saw this person.

Similar to what the hall master thought, the first monk sent by this Abyss Sect was a fresh face.

(End of chapter)